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Thursday, March 27, 2008

Six Months

For their sixth month anniversary, the twins decided to get outta town. They went to Glenwood Springs, to "take in the waters".

I know, so young to feel in need of a vacation!, but they do live fast-paced lives. Fortunately, they decided to take the rest of us along, too. You know, just in case they were in the mood for a bit of milk or someone to flip them upside-down.

Daddy and Emma.

You never know when you might feel in the mood for either, whether you're on vacation or just hanging around at home.

The trip was made possible by Grammy, who was heartily sick of her 12'-15' of snow, up in Siberia.

There's even more snow up there now than when this was taken.

We thanked her and Grampy profusely for taking on Caitlin for the 2.5 days we were there and for assorted baby wrangling. While it wasn't a vacation for us (no extra sleep to be had) per se, Caitlin got a lot of really good grandparent time and no arguments. What a nice change! The twins got to know G&G even better and were ooh'd and ahh'd at by all and sundry as we walked through public spaces.

Chatting with Grammy.

Getting to know you. Getting to honk your nose...!

Grammy is fun and tastes good, too!

Twins bring out the chatty in other people.

It's also very interesting how many people come over to tell you that they are a twin. Or as Eric pointed out: they were a twin. Folks, unless you've lost a twin, you still are a twin. 'Til death do you part, as it were. English is such a funny language!

Anyway, news of the twins: they loved the hot springs! It was just like being in a giant bathtub with the whole family! Plus several hundred other people! Who are all of these folks in our bathtub splashing around, anyway?

Unfortunately for you (and I), I don't have pictures of the twins in their super cute swim diapers. Those would be new reusableswim diapers from Grammy. Cute little sunhats, too. My camera is way too conspicuous to drag out to the hot springs and leave it in a bag with the rest of our gear and no one was going to sit out of the pool just to guard my gear. When Grammy sends the pictures she took, I'll post them. Let me tell you now, though: cute! Round little tummies and exposed chubby thighs! Squishable cheeks! Eee!

Ahem. Sorry.

Fashion plates, the both of them.

Emma is really working on the crawling thing and now gets up on her hands and knees and rocks back and forth.

"Dis way. I want to go dis way!"

"Oof!"

Logan just complains about laying on his tummy.

"If you want to crawl, you have to spend time on your tummy! Suck it up, ya big baby!"

So much for his lead in the physical portion of the talent show! Emma also "steps" when you hold her hands and let her "walk" around.

Fortunately, Logan can get by on his good looks for now.

Daddy and Logan watch Grammy and Emma.

I've been noticing changes in Logan's hair. He now looks like he has a helluva comb-over. It's very sad, actually. He has rubbed off the original long newborn hair from the sides and back and has his "real" hair coming in. Except on top, where he still has his long troll hair, which no longer stands straight up but instead flops over. The other thing is that the new hair appears to be coming in...blonde. Or sandy brown or something. At first it was looking white blonde at the back of his head, but now I'm also seeing gold hair as well. I guess we'll have to continue waiting before we make the final hair color declaration.

His eyes though, are clearly remaining blue.

"Chew toy?" Logan offers to share with you.

We went to that ubiquitous coffee place at one point, and I got a mocha frappawhozit at 7 pm at night. Can you tell what I was thinking? I was thinking: "Mmmm! Sugar and chocolate!" I wasn't thinking: "OMG! Caffeine! I'll never sleep tonight! Neither will the twins!"

Because I'm stupid like that sometimes.

Drawing.

Very few pictures of Caitlin on this trip. She refused to look at me most of the time.

Dinner: fish in a ginger-tamarind sauce. Not as good as it could have been.

The twins slept during most of the drive to GW Springs, which was good. There was a little crying, though.

The tracks of her tears.

Don't you just want to pick her up and snuggle her? Overall, I'd say the twins are pretty good travelers. I'm not ready to get on plane with them yet, but maybe one day.

Saying goodbye to Grammy and Grampy. Logan gives the trip a Thumb's Up!

We wrapped up the trip early this morning and took our little troupe back home.

Places to go. People to see.

We let Logan do a little driving. I think the power went right to his head.

"Don't make me turn this car around, young lady!"

"I bet we could do 100 mph, easy!"

"If only I could reach the gear shift!"

Logan wants you to know that while he hasn't been working on crawling, he has been perfecting his sitting up technique.

"Check it out!"

"Nice job, Logan!"

While they still aren't both sleeping through the night, Emma reverts to sleeping through the night when she's healthy and waking every 2 hours when she's sick. Currently? She's sick and snored like a little old man while in GW Springs. She also proved to us why the twins need separate rooms: when one wakes up you have to move fast or their crying will wake the other twin.

Logan appears to finally be over his cold, but hasn't settled into a longer sleep period yet. We're waiting.

Still waiting....

Emma shows us that, yet again, our children's first word will be "Kitty!". Just like last time.

Kitty fascination.

Might have something to do with the fact that we're constantly talking about the kitty when the kitty walks by. Maybe.

Emma also reminds us that it's good to laugh.

Airplane!

Plans for the next 6 months: Sleeping through the night. Crawling. Sleeping through the night. Walking. Sleeping through the night. Eating solid food. Sleeping through the night, dammit! Talking. Sleeping through the night. No, really, I mean it!

5 comments:

Hey! My 3rd child would cry like that if we left him on his belly - he just refused to push up. And you know what - he never really crawled. He would do this odd little scootch on his bottom, sort of swinging along on one arm - it was a very fast form of locomotion. We never could figure out where he got it from until one week my husband's mother visited, and she said, "Oh, Larry used to do that when he was a baby!"

We totally screw around "talking" for the twins all the time. Eric's mom even commented on it this past week. I think she said he was a lunatic....So these little quips aren't even a tenth of all the "chatting" going on around here.

And the karate!

We crack ourselves up.

It was a pretty good mini vacation, yeah. : ) My MIL is a great person.

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